A really short story....

The Last Mystery…

25 years of career and not one unsolved mystery, but this one was different. The criminal he was dealing with seemed to have the replica of his mind which was making it difficult to solve the case.
His frustration gave in and all that was on the table was now scattered away. The 50 year old detective was getting uncomfortable to see his career on the verge of end. The fear of getting defeated was killing him inside, but it won’t help he knew. He felt the loose end is near to him, he just didn’t know where to look. Taking a deep breath he looked one more time upon the clues scattered on the floor, with some more concentration but still no result. This time the frustration fell upon the coffee mug and coffee spilled on one of the papers found in the criminal’s house. Bingo!! There it was, a secret map invisible to the naked eye was now shining in front of the detective. The case was solved…!!

Wo Pehla Pyaar...

Ruk ruk kar dekhta hu tumko baar baar, lagta hai jaise dekh raha hu pehli baar...

Jab bhi baat karta hu tumse, nayi si lagti ho tum mujhe har baar..

Tumhari har ada hai sabse juda, tumhe iss zaminn par bhej kar sabse jyada khush hai khuda...

Tumse milkar laga jaise ek nayi duniya mili mujhe, rahunga sath sada, nahi chhodunga kbhi akela tujhe...

Teri hasi ki chamak hai kuch iss tarah, lage hai chandni raat ke chaand ki tarah...

Tumhari aankhen hain wo jheel, ki jisme doobne ko jee chahe, doobkar jisme na nikalne ko jee chahe...

Tumhare chehre par wo noor hai, ki gham ki har parchai bhi tumse koso door hai...

Jab jab yun tum meri parwah kiya karti ho, mera dil kehta hai meri zindagi ab tumhi ho...

Tumhare uss gusse me bhi woh baat hai, dhyan se koi samjhe jise toh pyaari si saugaat hai...

Kehna chahta hu bahut kuch, shabd lagte hain mujhe kam, itna jarur kahunga ki na hona udas kbhi na karna aankhein nam...

Karta hu pyar tumse karta rahunga sada, waqt hi jane kya likha hai hamare liye aage, hum toh chahenge ki chal raha ho ye ek sapna aur rahein hum aapke sath jab bhi nind se jaage...

Guess it's Love...

It's strange how we can't stop being good to them, even though they can't ignore our even a single mistake. 
It's strange how we can't stop thinking about them even when they say they don't miss us. 
It's strange how we try to do everything to please them even when they don't even care. 
It's strange how we dream about being with them every time and they don't want to be around. 
It's strange how we always end up saying sorry every time they get angry over us without even knowing the true story. 
It's strange how we try not to hurt them but end up getting blamed for everything and still have no grudges. 
It's strange how we are left alone by the people whom we never want to get away from. 
It's strange how we take all their problems as our own and end up getting mangled just to make them smile. 
It's strange how we could not even tell them how much they hurt us knowingly unknowingly. 
It's strange how we can't stop loving them even when there's no hope of getting love from them..... 
It's strange... But it's beautiful... Guess it's love..

Expect....The Unexpected

We all have expectations regarding most of our actions we do. There must be very few who don't expect anything in return before doing something. I'm not talking about being selfish for doing work only to get something in return, what I'm actually trying to say is that when we work hard to get something then there are obvious expectations that we'll reach the goal. But there goes a saying- "Expect the unexpected" and it knocks our mind when the results come out as opposite or rather say quite different from our expectations. And that obviously feels bad, isn't it? I hope you agree with me on this... But are the results really bad? Give it a second thought if you've really worked hard..
There's another saying- "Everything happens for a good reason". This thought makes us feel a little comfortable after carrying handful of unfulfilled expectations.. Though we didn't get what we've expected but think about the situation you are in at present, is it really that bad or is it a blessing in disguise.. Most of the times it's the latter case..
I'm writing about this because I have been through such situation recently... So I guess I know what feels when expectations fail.. This is the time when we totally believe in the inspiring stories of successful persons who struggled more than enough to become an inspiration for others...Of course it's tough to cope up with the unexpected results but embracing the present scenario with a faith that everything will turn out well is the only available option. So going with what life gives us is a fairer option than cribbing over what you wanted...
keep smiling and be happy.....and Expect the Unexpected.. ;)

My brother from another mother

We all make friends during our lifetime. Some happen to be mistakes as a friend, some happen to tolerate you for a longer time, some leave you, you leave some, there are only a few who stand by your side all the way all the time, we call them our good friends. There are less than a few with whom you can share everything, they're our best friends. And then there's one more kind of friend with whom there's not even any need to share something as everything is shared by default. They're the ones whom you just missed being sibling with. Meeting them is like Ram meeting Shyam after being separated in the Kumbh ka mela. Except the absence of blood relation there's nothing to explain you're not sibling. Thanks to the Lord I'm one of those blessed creatures who have a friend like that or rather from now say I have one brother from another mother. From my side this crown is definitely for Garvit aka HKP aka SBH aka vicky aka falana dhimkana.. :p also he was our Jodha :D
When we met it was "bhains ki aankh" which eventually turned into many other which are not appropriate to display here and then at last everything settled to "Aapan kayi dhan che tabar ko mann che", I know I still didn't say it correct but bhawnao ko samjho yaar shabdo me kya rakkha hai.. :p
There's so much to appreciate about him, so much good to tell about him, so many great things about him that I can't even explain them here and so I would not try to do that..:p He's the craziest person I met and also the dumbest sometimes.. :D..  There are lots of impressive things about him, one of which is his creative silent laughing, which is actually laughing till you loose your voice :D, he is pro at it. He can make you feel embarrassed by this, you won't even be able to understand why exactly he was laughing. Craziest yet sophisticated some times. Yes I mean it.

Well he even taught me many things, not changing for anyone and being yourself is what I learnt very well with him. Not giving a damn about what others think about you can also be included. And not using mobile while eating if you don't want to be killed :p. Well the list is long. (Hey btw I wasn't that dumb, I also taught him some :p)

Jokes apart, though he's younger than me but he literally is my elder brother. He's like the guide I always felt I should have. We have always been together at all times during college and without a doubt we'd be together till this world throws one of us out.

It's ironical that I'm writing about him literally very late viewing the fact that he's the one who tolerated my bad writing skills every time and always inspired me to write more, bura hi sahi :p... but still at least the occasion is great today, oh how could I forgot :O.. Happy birthday Garvit :D may your bum gets lots of dum.. :D..

Friendship and Love

All the caring parents around the world must have at least once told their children to not talk to strangers, yet every child chooses to build a circle among "strangers" whom he or she may call friends. Everyone has his or her own individual personality, these personalities interact and the ones which get resonated start sharing what we call "friendship".
Friendship is one of the most wonderful relations that bonds two human beings together who might but not necessarily share blood relation. Here I gave a little hint that friends sometimes share blood relation as for some of us our first friend can be our own sibling. Friends are an important part of our lives, they support us without any personal greed or interest. They are the people who party and enjoy with us during our happy times and again they are the people who support us in our tough times. Friends may fight, quarrel, shout, crack jokes on each other but none of them ever minds such stupid things because they know that when in need their friends would be the first hand for support. Friendship has no boundation, there is no caste bar, no status bar, no age bar and no gender restrictions, there are no requirements in friendship except two personalities interested in interaction.
In India there's a popular line which goes- "A boy and a girl can never be friends". May be not in real but you must have noticed this sentence pictured in the reel world. It is believed that our hindi movies populated this line describing friendship as gender biased, that a boy and girl can only be lovers but not good friends. But that's not completely true. What is portrayed in the movies is not real but is actually according to the particular story which is a based on fiction. And fiction is to enjoy not to take seriously. So according to me it's our own thinking that impregnated the fact that friendship is good with same gender.
Sometimes it might happen that what we know as friendship may turn into a beautiful relation called love. Some of you might disagree on the fact that love is beautiful, but if you've really ever felt it then you'd know there's nothing as beautiful as love. I'm not talking about the "love" most amateur couples show off these days who pretend to be in relationship just to look updated on social level and sometimes they indulge only to satisfy their physical greed, which is disgusting for me too. Here I'm talking about the love that doesn't require showing off, rather it requires understanding, care, affection and adoration. There are some couples too who truly understand the meaning of love, but sadly the number of course is small...

Waiting...

I pretend to be happy as single, but  somewhere down the line I still feel lonely. I hope you feel the same. I don't wish you to be sad but a little part of my heart wishes you might remember me at least once a day.
It's always you who I remember when I'm extremely lonely. I want to hold you in my hands, I want to dance with you, I want to talk to you all night, I just want to be with you no matter what.
I wish a miracle to happen so that we can be together again sometime. I'm always waiting for that moment.
There were times I tried forgetting you, I tried being mad on you for not being with me, and I even decided not to think about you again but there's always a crave to see you and as soon as I see a photo of you, all the madness all the thoughts of forgetting you vanishes and I fall in love with you all over again and more desperately. Even if I decide not to see you, something happens and your picture confronts me and love happens again.
So now I've stopped trying, it's better to remember you than to forget you.
You're part of most of my wonderful moments and the times we spent together is just unforgettable.
But the fact is we're no longer together anymore. And now I'm not afraid of it coz I've got all our sweet memories to cherish.